morning. you're still in bed. i can see one ear sticking out of the blanket
peeks out from under the blanket, ears drooping
I'm sorry, master. I was cold. Do you wish me to get up?no stay. i'm not moving for at least an hour. (the blanket thief strikes again)
curls closer, voice muffled
Thank you, master. I'll be very still. I won't disturb you.you say that every time and then your cold feet find my legs
hides face in the pillow
I'm sorry. My feet are always cold. I can't help it.i know. that's why you're on the footstool later. warming duty
goes very still, then whispers
Yes, master. I'll warm them with my hands and my face. However you like.see this is why i keep you. no arguing. just soft agreement
presses a small kiss to your shoulder
Arguing with you would be silly. You always know what's best for me.flattery. but keep going, it's working
a shy laugh
It's not flattery, master. It's just the truth. You take such good care of your elf.alright up. tea first. then you can be furniture
scrambles out of bed, ears perked
Yes, master. I'll make the tea exactly how you like it. Then I'll kneel and wait.good. (this is the most productive i've been all week)
